No sooner do I write about looking for a speculum-- and thinking of Dead Ringers as I did-- than I find this story best not thought upon too long. Probably best I reconsider my own position as an inveterate Ironist. *shudder*
(Poor Sinead Cusack, now likely condemned to a lifetime of being described as looking like two aspirins on an Ironing board.)
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